Perfection» h.s

nine.

Pandora Gray

"Pandy, Pan, Dora!" Harry knocks on the door rapidly, but I refuse to let him in.

He was an asshole yesterday, I won't forgive him that easily.

"Look, I may have gone too far with the whole wrecking ball thing. So, maybe could you maybe let me in?" Harry pleads, and keeps rapping on the door.

Don't give in, don't give in.

"Babe, you know I don't apologize easily. In fact, I don't, so let me in."

"Or what?" I snap. I cover my head with the duvet, and try to tune Harry out.

"Or I'll huff, and puff a cigarette, and kick this fucking door down," Harry growls from the other side of the door, "1,2,3-"

"Drink!" I sing, and I can hear Harry staring to become super annoyed with me.

That's the plan.

"Boom goes the dynamite!" Harry kicks the fucking door open, and it falls off it's hinges, and falls to the ground with a big thump. "Told you that I'd do that, babe."

"Now you have to buy a new door." I grumble, and turn in my bed. I shut my eyes, and I can hear Harry's footsteps walking towards my bed.

"Pandora, listen, I was a jerk yesterday. I'm sorta kinda sorry." Harry says, and I turn to look at him, "To make it up, I thought I could take you shopping."

"After you embarrassed me in front of the whole world, and my idols, you think that a day of shopping is going to cure all of it?" I sit up abruptly, and glare at him, trying to intimidate him. It's not working, because Harry seems amused.

" Yes. Now are you fucking going, or not?" Harry runs a hand through his hair, as he rolls his eyes.

"Hell yes. Just let me get ready, alright?"

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"You ready yet?" I call, and Harry walks out from the bathroom. He's wearing a brown leather jacket, white t shirt, and blue jeans. "Finally, you're like a girl, you take forever."

Harry grabs his keys, and stuffs them into his pocket, "Yeah? Well perfection doesn't come easy, babe. Let's go, 'kay?" He pops a stick of gum in his mouth, and walks out the door, me close behind. "What stores are we going to?" He opens the door for me, and I nod appreciatively.

"Forever 21, H&M, Topshop , Primark, just where ever I can get some clothes." I shrug, and starts the car.

"I'm buying, alright? I was a real asshole yesterday, so..." He puts his phone in the little middle thingamajig, and presses a button, "Gem, did I say it right?" He pulls out of the parking spots and I realize that Gemma was on the phone.

"Yeah, sorry Pandora, you and Harry are as stubborn as hell." Gemma replies, and I turn down the window, and let out my hair from it's bun. "If Harry doesn't pay, promise to kick his ass for me, alright?"

Unless you'll help me?

"Mate, take her anywhere she wants to go, okay?" Ashton comes on the phone, and I now know he's talking to Harry. He keeps his eyes on the road, but replies Ashton.